Brandon Yu's face changed dramatically. He quickly retreated and shouted sharply, "He's faking his death! True Heaven Palace disciples, destroy that painting and you can kill him!"
The women beside him immediately stepped forward, all attacking the painting at once. At that moment, sword light burst from within the painting. The sword light trembled fiercely, then underwent a strange transformation—it was no longer sword light, but a wave of green mountains rushing out.
More than a dozen True Heaven Palace female disciples were instantly swallowed by the green mountains and flowing waters. Their graceful figures seemed frozen within the landscape, motionless, and then their forms drifted away like sand, fading into nothing.
The surge of green mountains and rivers swept forward with astonishing speed, instantly engulfing the fragrant carriage and swallowing Brandon Yu behind it.
Formation Mistress Ivy He remained motionless, her face showing surprise. She praised, "What a remarkable sword art—it's no weaker than Sword Mistress Luo Yinyu's."
Behind her, many Junwood City's great-clan experts were restless, about to strike at Quinn Shepherd, but Ivy He raised a hand: "No need to intervene. Young Master Yu came only to commission us for a formation and to keep the Great Ruins-born Cult Master here. He asked only this one thing of us; we are not obliged to help him again."
Everyone had to stop.
Quinn Shepherd's Sword Treading the Rivers and Mountains did not surge toward them. Ivy He murmured, "He knows his limits..."
The momentum of Sword Treading the Rivers and Mountains was complete; all the True Heaven Palace beauties perished. Brandon Yu was left terrified, calling out loudly, "Cult Master Quinn, why don't we have a chat?"
His robes billowed—though a man, he was covered in all sorts of ornaments: silver bracelets, jade bangles, hand chains, jade pendants, rings, thumb rings, necklaces, hairpins, longevity locks—all of them flew out with a clatter!